In the blue sky, the trail of a plane drew a white lineIt can't be covered, and it can't drift about, and it's sad and painfulMix this and that, mix them for me, pleaseTake away what's good and mixYou're just changing it, step aside!We proceed , in Japan, with a heart thatHas been distorted with four hitsI aim at you with coward eyesThere are things that surely can't changeHowever many years would passI put up the colors* of the Jewel BeetleA BANDAGE I stretched around my chestI looked up at the sky, BANDAGE*

I was losing my way, and I was idling away,And I rested for a bitWe gathered, and we produced soundsWhat did we show?Mix this and that, mix them for me, pleaseLine them up and mix themYou're just changing the joints, do it!

We, in a corner of the Far East,Inscribed a distorted riff, and we made into a beatThe sorrow soaring in the skySurley, with melody and wordsWe'll create a cluster no one has ever seenIt's the sun that shines coldly, hard and softLike a machine, like loveSearching for new things,Absolutely everything has declinedI can't say whose fault it is butIt makes me want to blame someoneOne more time, like back then,Spreading the wings I have closedI'll come near youI'll come near you, so...

Inside a love like the sea of Chaos,Where waves always rise at any time,We'll dive into itAnd then, we'll come upNot by a simple beat, but by a spiral trackI'll take your handHowever many years would passI put up the colors* of the Jewel BeetleA BANDAGE I stretched around my chestI looked up at the sky, BANDAGE